Sierra pov.
"Have been here for two days now, and I haven't got to see him yet," I thought to myself. As I sat in the library, surrounded by books, the only sound was the rustling of pages as I read. The driver had shown me around, but I still felt alone in the mansion.
Feeling bored, I stood up and wandered around the huge hall, taking in the sights and smells of the luxurious estate. Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to a door that I had been warned never to enter without permission. Curiosity getting the better of me, I approached the door, wondering what lay behind it.
Glancing around to ensure no one was watching, I took a deep breath and slowly opened the door, stepping inside and closing it quietly behind me. My eyes widened as I found myself in a huge, beautiful room filled with shining objects and exquisite decor. It was like nothing I had ever seen before, and I felt a sense of wonder and amazement.
As I walked around the room, I saw a picture of a handsome man with a dazzling smile. I reached out to touch it when suddenly, a heavy, cold voice startled me. Turning around, I saw him standing there, his presence filling the room like a thunderstorm.
"I gave a warning never for you to come in here. Why did you disobey me?" he voiced out.
I watched as he walked over to me, and I moved my body closer to the wall, scared even to look up at his face. The room smelled of musk, and the only sound was our breathing.
He moved closer to me, and I could feel his breath on my face. I was terrified, and I tried to run away, but I noticed there was no way out. I closed my eyes, thinking this was it, the moment for the beast to eat me. Maybe I was chosen to be his food, not his mate.
I opened my eyes and looked up into his eyes, watching as he gazed at me. "Will you eat me?" I asked, praying I didn't taste so good.
He lifted his hands, and I closed my eyes, hoping this was when my body would be torn apart. Suddenly, I felt his hands on my face, and I opened my eyes, seeing him looking at me.
"No," he said softly. "You are my mate, not my food. Now leave. I don't want to see you here ever again."
I didn't waste time for him to repeat it, quickly running away and going to my room that was already given to me. The room smelled of lavender, and the sound of my heart beating filled the air.
I placed my hands on my heart, noticing how it was beating so fast. "God, that was close," I thought to myself.
I lay on the bed, thinking about how my mother might be feeling right now, wondering if she was okay or not. It was as if my heart was a drum, beating to the rhythm of my fear.
I turned around, feeling restless. I couldn't sleep. I stood up, thinking about what I had just done. I shouldn't have gone into that room. What was I thinking?
As I walked out the door, my senses were heightened. I took in the sight of the dimly lit hallway and the musty smell of old wood. The sound of my footsteps echoed off the walls. I could feel the coolness of the floor beneath my feet. It was as if the house was alive and aware of my presence.
I walked around the house, not even caring to go back into the room. Soon, I came to a large staircase and saw him sitting there, not saying anything. He was like a statue, motionless and quiet.
I walked over to him slowly, and he didn't even look at my face. "Beast," I called out, and he lifted his head up to look at me. He didn't say anything but moved a bit, indicating that I should sit close to him.
I slowly sat down next to him and looked up at him. I felt bad for doing something so wrong, and I knew I owed him an apology. He didn't say anything, and I felt a sense of guilt and regret wash over me.
"I'm sorry," I said, looking at him. He lifted his head up and looked back at me.
"I know I shouldn't have entered that room, and I'm truly sorry. Will you forgive me?"
He turned to look at me and stared at my hands, which were now moving all around. I felt his hand on mine and looked up at him. His eyes were soft, and so was his touch.
I looked at him for a while, wondering if this was the way he always was. I moved closer to him and looked up into his eyes. It was as if he was looking deep into my soul.
"So is that a yes?" I asked eagerly, hoping for a positive response. He nodded in agreement, and I couldn't contain my excitement. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and let out a joyful laugh. His fur was soft to the touch, and I could feel his warmth against my skin.
As I pulled away, I realized what I had done and quickly apologized. I wanted to make a good impression on him, especially since I knew he was a bit hesitant at first.
"So do you speak?" I asked him, curious to learn more about him. I observed his eyes, which were a deep shade of brown, and his strong jawline.
"I do, mate," he chuckled. His voice was deep and raspy, and I could hear the hint of a growl in it. It was like music to my ears.
I turned my gaze to a photo he was staring at and saw a woman holding two little boys. I wondered who she was.
"Who is she?" I asked, gesturing towards the picture.
"That's my mother," he replied, his voice filled with sadness. "She died in a fire along with my brother."
I felt a pang of sympathy for him. Losing someone you love is a wound that never fully heals.
I looked up at him, and he was still staring at the photo. Even in his beastly form, he was captivating.
"So you're the guy in the picture?" I asked him, pointing to another photo on the wall.
He looked at me for a moment before nodding and smiling.
"Yes, that's me."
"Then why didn't you want me in that room?" I questioned, noticing that there was nothing dangerous in the room.
He turned to me and then back to the photo.
"Because I don't want you to leave me like the others," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
"The others?" I asked, feeling a sense of curiosity.
"Yes, the others," he replied, turning to face me. "I've been blessed with 20 mates, and they all rejected me. I'm scared of being rejected again."
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Sierra pov.As I walked around the castle, his words kept repeating in my head. I take in the sights around me; the intricate carvings on the walls and the high ceilings that make me feel small. The smell of old books from the library fills my nostrils as I walk over to it and sit down. I don't know why I'm feeling sad for someone like him, but for some reason, I feel like holding him and telling him everything will be okay.After staying in the library for an hour, I start feeling bored. I stand up and walk around, trying to find him. Even if he's a monster, I think it would be nice to have someone to talk to rather than just sitting all day reading books.As I walk over to the kitchen, I look around and notice how neat it is. I wonder if there's another person living here who does all the work. I'm amazed, but at the same time, I just want to go home and see my mom.Suddenly, a sound catches my attention, and I hurry to check out what it is. I see him standing with his back facing m
Sierra pov.I could hear his loud growl coming from the next room. I covered my ears as it was so loud, it felt like my eardrums were about to burst. Why was he growling so loudly? I wondered, feeling like something was wrong.Slowly, I made my way over to my room door, opened it, and walked into the big hall. As I turned to walk towards his room, I stood there, feeling scared to open it.Taking a deep breath, I moved closer to his door, held the handle, and stood there for what felt like an eternity. His growls still echoed through the walls, and for a moment, I thought the entire house would collapse if he didn't stop.Finally, I summoned the courage to slowly open the door, and I saw him laying on the floor, growling. I ran up to him and placed my hands on his chest, feeling his heart beating erratically. His eyes were becoming dark, and I could sense his pain."Beast, Beast," I yelled out his name, but all he did was push me away."Get away from me!" he yelled, moving away from me
Sierra pov.Two days before the full moon, my heart was already beating fast, as if it had already happened. I never left the beast's side, determined to help him and make him feel better. The sight of him had always fascinated me, even as his beastly form emerged. His fur was thick and jet black, his eyes a piercing yellow that glowed in the moonlight. His scent was wild and musky, reminding me of the forest and the creatures that roamed within it.I walked into the kitchen, the aroma of spices and herbs filling my nostrils. I decided to make him dinner, hoping to repay him for his kindness. The sound of sizzling filled the air as I cooked, the bubbling of the pot and the clinking of the utensils creating a symphony of its own.After finishing cooking, I made my way to his room and tapped on his door. I waited for a minute before it opened, revealing him standing there in only his boxer shorts. The sight of him took my breath away, his muscles rippling and his chest heaving. I reache
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Sierra pov.I turned to look at the beast standing behind me. "Is this-" I tried to say, but he nodded and looked at me."This is all the sarvent in the castle. I wasn't the only one cursed, but also them. Right now, they are asleep. When it strikes 12, they will awaken, and when it strikes back to 6, they will all fall asleep," he explained.As we walked out of the room, I took in the sight of the intricate tapestries on the walls, the elegant chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and the grandiose furniture scattered around. The air was heavy with the musty scent of old wood and dust. I could hear the faint creaking of the floorboards beneath my feet as we walked.I felt pity and sadness for him. Being alone and living under a curse was not something anyone would dream of.As I was about to apologize for all the wrongs I had done, he spoke instead. "One day left before the full moon. Do you still wish to stay?"I looked up at him, unsure of how to reply. He wanted me to leave, as if
Sierra pov."I can't believe it today," I breathed out, as I started walking around my room, feeling my heart beating so hard. I sat on the bed, too scared to come out. It was today, the day the full moon would appear. I felt like hiding under the bed, not coming out from it. I felt as if this would be the day I'd regret everything in my life.As I sat on the bed, staring at the door, I felt as if I was about to explode. Soon, the door opened to reveal the beast as he looked at me, smiling."Morning," he said as he walked over to me and held out his hands for me to take. I didn't know what was happening, and my hands started shaking. I looked up at him, and he could see how scared I had become.He pulled his hands out as he looked at me without saying a word. I stood up, looking down, feeling scared of whatever might happen today."Are you okay?" he asked me as I looked up at him, breathing so hard."I'm fine," I tried to say as I walked away, heading to the door. I didn't know if I s
Sierra pov."Run!" his loud voice kept saying, as I just ran out of the basement without looking back. My heart was pounding so fast, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The sight of him turning into a wild beast was enough to make me want to flee for my life.I ran towards my room and shut the door, feeling scared as I could hear his loud growls coming from the basement. The smell of his beastly scent filled my nostrils, and I could hear the sound of his heavy breathing. The touch of the cold doorknob was a stark reminder of my vulnerability."What have I done?" I whispered to myself, regretful of not going home when he had asked me to. I closed my eyes, trying to see if I could transform into my wolf, but I could not. It was the Red Full Moon, and no omega could use their power until it was over.I felt tears streaming down my face as I imagined how my life could end in just one night. The metaphorical darkness that surrounded me was suffocating.Suddenly, I f
Sierra pov."Fuck!" I yelled, holding onto my leg, trying to force myself to move. I couldn't believe that something like this had happened, and I tried to recall if everything that had just occurred was real.I placed my hands on my face and screamed, reliving everything that had just happened. Looking around, I saw that I was still in the forest. The air was thick with the scent of pine trees, and I could hear the sound of rustling leaves as a gentle breeze blew through.I took in my surroundings, trying to gather my bearings, and began to walk in the direction I remembered to get back home. After about half an hour, I arrived at my home and noticed how quiet it was. Standing in front of my door, I yelled out for my mom.As I waited, I felt my head spinning, and my eyes become puffy with tears. Just then, the door opened, and I saw my mom standing there, looking at me."Sierra!" she cried out, running towards me to give me a hug."Mom," I called out, hugging her tightly, not wanting